Here I am a year later, feels like not a lot has changed as I sit alone programming at home. A year ago I lost all the things I cared about, I tried hard to regain it and yet something was always missing...

Another year, another quiet lonely week. Funny how it is, I was wished happiness, to find happiness, and yet here I am still alone...


I still miss you, and I don't know why you called, but I want to talk.